He rolled his eyes in amusement. "Women," he stated. Adam held up the cell. "Phone number. Device you can talk to other people vocally over." He held it up to his ear in demonstration. "You are not from around here, are you?" It was hard, especially in LA, to avoid even being within five feet of someone with a cell phone. Impossible, even.
Adam gave her the thumbs up. "I think I can manage that much. Along with putting gas in her." He snapped the phone shut and slid it in his pocket. "Can I at least get you a bottle of water? Soda? A cookie?"